"Master Marasia, half of the Holy Egyptian Alliance's army has entered Gath."
An Amazon warrior woman said.
By this time, it was already dawn.
It was already early morning the next day.
No one from the Holy Egyptian Alliance could sleep that night.
Because they captured the city of Gath without using the power of God.
This is simply a miracle for them.
The ruins of Gath were bathed in the rising sun, and the air seemed to become sweeter.
The streets of the city were full of broken walls and ruins. Half of the once indestructible city of giants was now a pile of rubble.
The leader of the Marasia tribe stood on the city wall built by the giant, overlooking the entire city.
"This wall can be considered a miracle."
"It's so tall that it can be built."
"It would be great if our city could also be protected by such a wall."
Marasia said, her eyes dropping slightly.
She thought of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh again.
In her opinion, if His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh were still alive, he would probably be able to do all these things.
"Perhaps, if it is His Majesty the Saint Pharaoh... he can still command those giants..."
On the other side, in the central square of the city, Hebrew prisoners of war were being escorted in.
Their hands were tied with ropes, their armor was torn, and their expressions looked very haggard.
"Hurry up!"
The soldiers of the Holy Egyptian League pushed them together.
The Hebrew soldiers lowered their heads, their lips trembling, but they did not dare to look up at the warriors of the Holy Egyptian Alliance.
Their archers and magicians were also among the captives, these people had empty eyes and their former pride was gone.
"Hebrews, you finally paid the price today!"
"Go to the dungeon. Letting you live is already a special favor from the leaders of the Holy Egyptian Alliance."
The prisoners were silent, and some of them were sobbing quietly.
Marasia waved her hand from a high place, signaling the soldiers to take them to the dungeon in the city.
The Hebrews were thrown into a dungeon and the iron doors slammed shut.
This marked the complete loss of the city of Gath.
At the same time, the Philistines were released from their captivity in various parts of the city.
"Hahaha, look at those damn bastards!"
"You have also come to this day!"
"Just stay in that dungeon until you die of old age! We'll come visit you often, bastards!"
They were ragged and covered with scars, the marks of years of slavery by the Hebrews.
So when they saw the Hebrews being thrown into the dungeon, their expressions became full of joy.
"Free! We are free!"
The Philistines were on their knees, bowing to the banner of the Holy Egyptian League.
"Thank you for saving my life!"
"The Philistines will always remember the grace of the Holy Egyptian Alliance!"
Marathias went down the wall and came among the Philistines.
She raised her hands and said, "Brothers and sisters of the Philistines, you have suffered so much, but today you are finally free!"
"I am the leader of the Maraxia clan of the Holy Egyptian Alliance. We are here this time to follow the will of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh!"
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh is great and kind. If he were here today, he would definitely say the same thing."
"If you are willing, the Holy Egyptian Alliance will regard you as an ally from today on!"
The Philistines nodded their heads desperately, repeating "good", "good", and "good" over and over again.
Then she turned to the soldiers behind her and ordered, “Give some of the rations to the Philistines!”
"Now, they are our compatriots in the Holy Egyptian Alliance!"
When the Philistines heard this, they watched the grain being transported into the city.
They were just very grateful and kept bowing to the flag of the Holy Egyptian Alliance over and over again.
The Lishi took the food with gratitude in his eyes.
"We...we thought we would never see this day again."
"Holy Egyptian Alliance, Lord Malacia, thank you!"
He knelt down and touched his forehead to the ground, and the Philistines around him followed suit, shouting in unison: "Thank you, gentlemen, for saving our lives!"
When Malacia heard this, she frowned.
"The one you should thank is His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"We follow the will of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"That's why I let you join the Holy Egyptian Alliance."
When everyone heard this, they kowtowed again.
"Yes! Thank you, His Majesty the Great Saint Pharaoh!"
The Goliath stood behind the crowd, his huge body still bearing scars from battle, his shoulders and arms wrapped in crude bandages.
He looked at the Philistines regaining their freedom, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.
All this seemed like a dream to the Goliath.
So, he walked towards Malacia and bowed: "Master, the Holy Egyptian Alliance has given our tribe a new life."
"I, Goliath, thank you again. I am so grateful."
His voice was gruff but sincere, with the distinctive voice of a giant.
Of course, he did not tell Malacia that he was released by the people of the Holy Egyptian Alliance.
Because, that was a secret between Ramses and him.
Marasia smiled and patted his arm: "Goliath, you have helped us a lot!"
Then she turned to the soldiers and shouted, "Bring an ox for Goliath! He needs to regain his strength!"
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